Girl Scouts in White Gloves

All three of these subjects look familiar, but I’m going to let you put names to faces. What I can’t figure out is what the guy is holding, what is being passed, and in which direction it’s going. I thought it looked a little like a bird, but it’s not.

This looks like me, but I have no memory of the event. Sally has always had a really good memory and so I would defer to her. Ken, I am just now realizing the full value of being the photographer rather than the subject. Yikes!

My dad worked as a tool and die maker for Davis Electric most of his career. The ID’s are correct. I believe Mr. Davis is holding an Hawaiian passion flower. Unfortunately, I do not know why we were there other than the obvious Girl Scout connection. Jane, were we accepting a contribution?…..help me out.

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Cape Central High Photos

Ken Steinhoff, Cape Girardeau Central High School Class of 1965, was a photographer for The Tiger and The Girardot, and was on the staff of The Capaha Arrow and The Sagamore at Southeast Missouri State University. He worked as a photographer / reporter (among other things) at The Jackson Pioneer and The Southeast Missourian.

He transferred to Ohio University in Athens, Ohio, his junior year, and served as photo editor of The Ohio University Post. He was also chief photographer of The Athens Messenger.

He was chief photographer of the Gastonia (NC) Gazette for a long 18 months until he could escape to The Palm Beach Post, where he served as a staff photographer, director of photography, editorial operations manager and telecommunications manager. He accepted a buyout in 2008, after 35 years at the paper.

Most of the stories are about growing up in a small Midwestern town on the Mississippi River, but there’s no telling what you might run into.

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